Dragon's Conquest

7 - Rage Pt 2

A dark abyss filled everywhere he looked at. The heaviness above increased slightly by the second, making it harder to breathe.

'Ah.' A sense realization flashed through his eyes as he remembered his situation. His house had been blown up by terrorists, he was currently being crushed under the debris of his apartment.

The teenager inwardly laughed at his predicament. He had been away from his family for 5 years and was about to die the day they met again.

Self mock turned to sadness. Sadness to self mock. And then back to sadness.

Finally it settled on rage. Pure unbridled rage. The target of such rage was unknown but his world finally darkened.

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Kyle felt a glass break from within him, a glass which prevented something from being released.

He didn't know Rogers much. Yet the man was a kind person, kind enough to treat even beasts who had beat him to near death as acquaintances. The sight of that man dying in the hands of a hysterical person seemed to trigger multiple memories.

A rage he knew nothing of was released at that moment.

At that moment, he felt freedom as if all of him had now reached this new world. But at the next, the world blacked out again.

*****

The sky was tainted red as a dome of fire spread across the 5.

Alex panicked as he saw his friend lose himself to anger but he could nothing as Kyle's Mana Core ballooned to the quasi-Rank 3. He quickly rushed back to protect the twins while sending a telepathic message to Elizabeth. {Whatever happens, heal him the best you can.}

The girl could only nod as she stared in shock as the Drake she knew became a different person. Alex then used his Greater Fire Aura and Fire Magic to build a barrier to separate the three of them from the dome of fire created by Kyle.

The attacker who endured the full brunt of the fire dome watched as his clothes burnt to ashes and his skin char. Still, the smile on widened as he stared at Kyle's enraged expression. "Haha! An opponent! Will you satisfy my blade?!" He spoke no more as winds gathered around him to propel him towards the Drake before him. His blade moved with immense speed as he sliced the air launching multiple wind blades that could shred most to pieces.

Yet they all simply vanished into the aura of flames that surrounded Kyle's body. The Drake counterattacked by summoning multiple spears of flames that converged on the man's spot.

The killer finally dropped his hysterical expression and frowned. His summoned wind shield drained his Mana non-stop as it defended against the barrage of spells. Normally it would not take so much to block spells from the lower Rank but, at the measly Rank 3, it was impossible to completely overlook the world's laws. Oxygen was combustible, therefore his shield risked setting ablaze with him within. So he wasted more Mana to overcome the Mana within the spears.

And since the spears hit at different locations of his shield, he needed his full concentration to control the flow of his mana. This allowed Kyle to prepare multiple spells while dashing at him. "DIE!"

The killer's eyes widened slightly as multiple explosions engulfed his figure. A second later, his figure could be seen flying past the smoke with only slight burns on his skin. His mouth was curved into a creepy smile that only widened seeing Kyle's blatant charge. "Tempest!"

A tornado of sharp wind blades surrounded the man yet Kyle, in his blind rage, ran through it nonetheless. Cuts widened on his skin but he didn't seem to care as he widened his jaw to launch a charged Breath Attack, that possessed actual power of Rank 3, at the killer.

The man's widened fully as surprise filled his expression sensing the power of the attack. He quickly maneuvered, to avoid the attack with his Gale Steps spell, yet the attack was enough to tear at his side. When he checked on his situation, he realized he was missing his left arm from the wrist down and some of his stomach. Mana quickly gathered to keep his falling organs in one piece as he looked at Kyle with hate and pain. This increased as he noticed a thin line of white Mana that helped the Drake with his recovery. "You bastard!" He yelled as multiple tornadoes were conjured around him. The power of a Novice Magus showed itself as the spells grew stronger even after its finished conjuring.

But that word only served to increase Kyle's rage. The dome seemed to get more intense as his Mana Core seemed to touch the wall to Rank 3.

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[Rage] has increased to Level 4

[Pain Resistance] has increased to Level 9

[Hard Scales] has increased to Level 6

[Flame Physique] has increased to Level 5

[Enhanced Mana Recovery] has increased to Level 4

[Enhanced Health Recovery] has increased to Level 5

[Fire Magic] has increased to Level 5

[Breath Attack] has increased to Level 13

[Greater Flame Aura] has increased to Level 16

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Warning: Host's body can only handle 3 more minutes of Mana overload.

Host's rationality is decreasing tremendously by the second.

Generating solution... Solution acquired. Implementing solution... Insufficient Mana, implementation unsuccessful... Host is advised to intake lare amounts of Mana.

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Actually, Kyle paid no heed to the system. All that clouded his head was killing the f*cker before him.

Both opponents charged at each other with maddening speed, though the man was faster. His sword moved with even greater speed as he cut at Kyle, causing hundreds of cuts all over his body. At his call, a tornado surrounded the two to maximize the damage done on the Drake.

Yet, Kyle only gave a crazed smile. The man's expression turned frantic as he noticed the multiple Flame Bombs and Fire Spears hidden within his own tornadoes. He quickly recalled all his Mana to shield himself from the powerful barrage.

As he did this, he didn't notice the disappearance of the red sky before him and once he did it was already too late.

Before him was a large sphere filled with white and red colors interlacing with each other.

The largest Breath Attack he had ever seen in his life overwhelmed him despite his efforts to run away.